Based on a story I thought up in bed. In this story, I'm part of a group of babyfurs fighting something similar to the Nightmare King from Little Nemo. The Nightmare King ripoff hit me with a curse that caused me to regress to the point where I was a fetus and died (I somehow find the fetus regression thing erotic...don't ask questions). Anyway, I wake up in Heaven, barren of any clothes, even diapers and greeted by a tall robed Angel. Upon being told I died, I start crying, but he picks me up up and comforts me. Taking me down a hallway with black portrait frames, he and the other Angels turn me into an apprentice angel with one wing and a loin cloth. My mission, bring peace and happiness to my babyfur friends. Raise your hand if you want me to write a story about this.